Quality time // Party Poison
She was a bit shocked when she stepped out into that cool desert air. Giselle had expected to end up on a completely different planet than this, and yet the TARDIS decided to drop her off here for some odd reason. She decided not to fight him this time, however, since she knew it was useless and he probably wanted her here for a reason. Even though people were expecting her to show up, she figured a couple of minutes here wouldn't hurt. She did have a time-and-space machine, after all.
Fortunately the area was recognizable; not to far in the distance was that same old Killjoy hideout, and even farther off was the glowing BL/ind. It was a bit different, yet somewhat nicer than her first appearance here as the sun was setting and the sky was darkening. Stars would soon follow, she knew. A nice party dress clearly wasn't proper attire, but they knew she was strange enough, so it wouldn't matter. She was carrying a carton full of coke bottles, and while she'd intended to use it for the party, she figured the Killjoys would appreciate it more.
She approached the rickety building, unafraid of whoever was hiding inside. "Hello?" she called out softly.